The Regrets of the Child and Husband
PAS 59

Brakkk ...

"What's your goal, huh? What did you bring us together for?" bentak Budi really ignited emotions.

"Can't you sit down first. We can talk about this well" said Amar with a flat face, but impressed cynical.

"Shut your mouth. This is not your plan! What do you really want, huh?" snapped Budi who had gripped the collar of Amar's shirt, but Amar quickly jerked Budi's hand while screeching cynically.

"OK if you want to know, yes this is my plan, why? Don't like?" amar said while smilingly trying.

"You ... Tell me, what exactly do you want, huh? It's not enough to get me fired from my job, you son of a bitch!"

"I? Getting you fired? Have you started to lose your sanity? When did I get you fired from your job? Did you forget, what you got was the fruit of your own actions. Every action has consequences, you know. And what you get is the fruit of your own actions. I've never bullied you, but I'm what you do? But ... Yes already. It's already passed. But there's one thing I need to finish right now. And this has to do with your dark lover" said Amar, gesturing towards Nafisa.

Budi and Nafisa reeled, "what do you mean?"

"There's no need to pretend you don't know, Mom. You all know your rot. So you better confess now" said Anne, who was fed up with seeing Budi's pretentious behavior. Playin victim. Just like Nafisa, playing victim as if Budi does not want to be responsible for his actions, even though it was his own plan to entrap Amar to marry him.

"Don't be recklessly slandering me! Don't tell me you want to accuse me of having an affair with Nafisa? Huh yeah?" budi then chuckled. He feels completely innocent.

Amar and Anne looked at each other and then laughed. Nafisa was already sweating coldly. He wondered why the two people were so confident.

"That's it, Mom, stop kinkling. You already know everything. Even who the father of the baby Nafisa bladder we already know," Anne said while chuckling cynically.

"What are you guys actually saying? Don't talk recklessly. When did I and I get into a relationship? Do not just accuse. You can I report to the police for slandering us without evidence" said Nafisa, who was standing, but cold sweat had poured down her temple.

"You want to report us to the police, nalaang? Please! we don't matter. You think we're accusing you without evidence? Heh, it's precisely because we have evidence so we can talk like this. And you Mas, I didn't think you could be this dirty. All this time I tried to endure and be patient even though you often passed me rough, but not for infidelity. You secretly had a relationship with that net until you got pregnant. I've survived enough. This time I give up."

After saying that, Anne glanced at Amar then nodded. Amar nodded back. Then Amar clapped his hand a few times. Suddenly, the television screen hanging on the wall lit up.

The eyes of Nafisa and Budi instantly widened when they saw what was displayed on the screen. It was a video of their heat struggle. I don't know when the video was taken, Budi and Nafisa do not know. But from the clothes they wear, it must be after they work.

But ... How could? Who recorded their hot activity?

Budi's body and Nafisa reflex stiffened stiffly. A sweat the size of corn seeds had poured profusely around their faces.

"Mas, Mas, whereas in the video it clearly displays your face, but still you want to kink," Anne said as she laughed.

"Darling, you don't know, these days both videos and photos can be manipulated. Where myaku betrayed you. Really."

"Mas, Budi is right," interrupted Nafisa suddenly. Then he stood beside Amar and pulled his arm. "Mas Amar, why did you do that? Why do you reverse the facts. Though it's our video, but you actually edit it with the face of Mas Budi. Is this your way of losing responsibility? Huh yeah?" cry Nafisa with tears. Amar rounded his eyes when he saw Nafisa's response that was really unexpected. He thought the two humans would feel tremendous shame because the ulcers that had been stored neatly, could be revealed just before them all.

"You're crazy!" pekik Amar while pointing at Nafisa's face.

"Yes, I'm crazy. I'm crazy because you don't want to take responsibility for what you did" Nafisa chanted. "Mbak Aliyah, Ma'am, the video is actually me and Mas Amar. I don't know when Mas Amar recorded it. It seems like Mas Amar deliberately did it to set me up if one day I hold him accountable" said Nafisa who had been crouching in front of Aliyah with tears in her eyes.

Aliyah who had been silent since then immediately raised her face and smiled sweetly. But that smile just looked terrible in Nafisa's eyes.

"How long do you think I've known my husband? Even with just one look I can see it's not my husband. I'm not stupid, Nafisa. Don't play victim. Because it won't work. The one in the video was clearly not my husband," he sis Aliyah with a hardened jaw. The highlight of his eyes was so sharp, implying an already mounting fury. Then Aliyah quickly grabbed Nafisa's hair and grabbed her by him making Nafisa scream loudly. Aliyah had wanted to slap and grab Nafisa's hair, but due to her limitations, she couldn't do it. Mumpung his person was in front of him, Aliyah would not waste a chance. "How dare you want to slander my husband, huh? You seem so eager to destroy my household? I won't let it!" his his hiss again and he released the grip a little rough making Nafisa immediately sat down.

Actually he wanted to do with a little rough, but he did not want to harm the baby in the womb Nafisa. If he does that, it is not impossible that Nafisa had a miscarriage and she ended up in prison. Although he was really an emotion, but as much as possible he controlled his emotions so as not to harm himself.

"Awww ... Fuckkk!" as if Nafisa was upset.

"That's it. Stop the theatrics" Anne said. Then he pulled the file out of his bag. "And you Mas, I've filed a divorce lawsuit with the religious court. Maybe soon the invitation will reach you. I hope we can solve this problem well. But if you don't, take the risk yourself. This video will certainly reach the court. And you know for yourself what's coming next, you and your affair will be arrested by the police on adultery. It's up to you to choose which one, split the fine or ... Ended up being a sick person in prison" he said with a cynical grin. Anne was very pleased after delivering it. Especially when looking at the expression of Budi and Nafisa who stiffened. Really made him so satisfied. "Oh yeah, one more, get your stuff done because you don't have the right to live in my house!" his insistence made Budi swallow his own saliva. He's really confused. It is like eating the fruit of simalakama. It felt like he was screaming that he did not want to divorce Anne, but the threat of Anne successfully made him shudder in horror. He did not want to end up being a prisoner. He looked towards Nafisa. He shook his head slowly which meant he was confused about what to do because he did not want to end up in prison.

Budi who is emotional, then immediately approached towards Amar.

"It's all because of you. Satisfied, you! Satisfied for destroying my household!" pekik Budi blamed Amar for everything he experienced.

"Hey, bro, relax! Why do you blame me? What have I done?" cibir Amar seraya chuckles. "You should be introspecting yourself. What you're going through, is the fruit of your own actions."

After saying that, Amar immediately stood behind Aliyah's wheelchair and slowly pushed her.

He immediately moved from there, followed by Anne who smiled with satisfaction while glancing at Nafisa who was helplessly silent.

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